You really don't need to here what I was going to say since you already know.

Edward's POV

I sighed as I slumped down in my desk, unable to think about anything other than Bella and the words that Angela had spat at me the day before. Was I bringing Bella down? When I took a closer look at her and her surroundings I almost wanted to slap myself.

How did I ever think that Bella and I could ever be together? We're so completely different. Different groups, different friends, different interests, and yet, somehow I was still drawn towards her. I couldn't explain it, because I didn't even understand. All I knew is that Angela was probably right.

If I really cared about Bella, I would let her go. I had already got her to skip class, and agree to skip tennis practice. I was turning her into someone she's not, and there was no way I would ever be able to live with the guilt that would be placed on me if I fucked up her chances of getting into her dream college.

I rubbed my face as I sighed again, and finally focused on Iz's letter. I had to read it a few times because I wasn't fully concentrating, but finally got all the way through it and then looked at the board to see that our topic is our favorite quote.

Iz,
Well, to answer your question, the one thing I wouldn't be able to live without is my guitar, although it would be a real struggle to get along without my Xbox. And now on to the worst topic of the day so far. Favorite quote. I bet you think it's going to be music related, well you're wrong. My favorite quote comes from a wise man by the name of Edward Abbey and it goes like this "To the intelligent life appears infinitely mysterious. But the stupid have an answer for every question." And it's my favorite because I always hate those kids in class that think they know everything, but they really don't. Well, that's all I really have to say. Sorry, I'm just not exactly in the writing mood.
Anthony

PS, Five bucks says your quote is about love.

"So, are you stoked for Bella to come to our band practice today?" Emmett asked as we left the classroom.

I shook my head and let another sigh escape my mouth. "She's not coming, dude."

"What, why?"

I saw Bella at her locker, and her eyes locked on mine. She smiled widely at me, and I gave her a brief one before opening my locker and tossing my notebook inside.

"So, I'll see you in P.E.?" Emmett asked.

"Nah, I'll walk with you."

"Why aren't you walking Bella, she's waiting for you."

I shook my head. "Man, Bella and I would never work so I might as well just drop it now."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I can't explain it. All I know is that she'll be better off without me."

"Are you sure? You've worked pretty hard to get her interested, and now you're just throwing it away?"

I slammed my locker shut, and placed my lock back on it, before turning to Emmett and giving him a hard glare. "I'm fucking sure, now can we just drop it?"

Emmett put his hands up in surrender. "Yeah Edward, let's get going or we'll be late to P.E."

I huffed and turned to walk with Emmett. I shoved my hands in my pockets and let my head drop when I walked by Bella. I didn't want to have to see her confused and possibly hurt expression. If I saw that look, then I would turn around and talk to her. And I couldn't do that.

Maybe I was being a coward, or maybe I really was looking out for Bella. All I knew is that there was no way that she and I could ever work. And what's the point of trying if you know it'll only end badly? It seemed like walking away was the only thing to do. Sure, she may be hurt now, but it would hurt less now, then four months down the road when we graduate and we both go our separate ways.

Bella's POV

My head was spinning and my heart was hurting as I watched Edward walk right past me between first and second hour. I had no idea why he had been ignoring me all day, but I didn't like it. I didn't like it at all. I was hurt that he could just walk past me and act like he didn't have a clue who I was.

"What do you think I did?" I asked Rosalie as we sat in sixth hour.

Rosalie shook her head and gave me a sympathetic look. "I really have no idea. I'm just as confused as you are, Bella."

I sighed. "I thought he liked me." I said softly.

Rosalie leaned over and patted my arm. "I'm sure he does, maybe something just happened. Like personal wise, maybe something with his family."

I shook my head, unconvinced. "I don't know."

"Well, maybe you should try talking to him."

"I don't want to seem desperate, or pathetic. And I feel like that's how I would look if I ask him why he's been ignoring me."

"You wouldn't look like that, you would just look confused. Which you are, because he's really not making any sense. I mean, he's been flirting with you for weeks."

"I know."

"Maybe just wait until tomorrow? You know, to see if he goes back to his old self."

I shrugged. "Yeah, that's a good idea. Maybe he's just having an off day or something."

"Exactly."

I smiled over at her and she grinned before going back to writing to her pen pal. Guilt washed over me as I looked down at Anthony's letter that was sitting on my desk. I picked it up and read through it another time, frowning at the fact that he is also having a bad day.

Anthony,
I figured guitar would be the answer to my question, or your Blink-182 cds. Your quote is so true, and I agree. Those kids who always think that they know the answer, and are always wrong need to just shut the hell up. It's so annoying. You are right though, my quote is about love. I guess even though I live and breathe video games, I still am a girl and I love, love. Anyway, my quote is "Love and electricity are one in the same, my dear. If you do not feel the jolt in your soul every time a kiss is shared, a whisper is spoken, a touch is felt, then you're not really in love at all." And it's by C.J. Franks. I find it unbelievably true, but maybe that's just my girly side coming out.
Iz

PS, you're right again; I was expecting your quote to have something to do with music.

By the time Rosalie and I got into the hallway, I saw Edward at his locker with Emmett and Jasper. Edward threw his head back, howling with laughter as Emmett talked adamantly, throwing his hands everywhere. My heart sank, as the idea of Edward just having a bad day left my mind.

Rosalie looped her arm around mine, pulling me down the hallway as I let my head drop. She talked quietly, telling me that it's still possible for him to act different tomorrow. My blinked a few times, making my misty eyes clear as we reached my locker.

"Hey, Bella."

I turned around, seeing Emmett standing in front of me awkwardly. I watched as he gave me a hesitant smile and shifted his weight from what foot to the other.

"Hi Emmett." I said quietly.

"Look." He sighed as his eyes flicked to Edward as him, Jasper, and Alice walked past and then looked back at me. "Um, we're not having band practice today, Edward wanted me to tell you."

I sucked in a breath and nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

"But maybe you could come a different day." He added quickly.

"Yeah, sure. Some other day." I repeated.

"Yeah, so I guess I'll see you around." Emmett said as he gave me a final smile and jogged to catch up with his friends.

Rosalie hugged me tightly, and as I looked over her shoulder I saw Edward and his friends standing by the doors that led to the gym, and beyond the gym, the school parking lot. I pulled myself out of Rosalie's grip and told her I would see her later.

I grabbed my backpack out of my locker, throwing my books into it and grabbed my racquet. My mind was racing almost as fast as my heart was when I zipped up my backpack and tossed it over my shoulder. I lend my head up high as I walked through the halls. Edward's eyes were watching me, and I noticed that he quit talking when I got close. I didn't bother to glance his way, because I knew that he would just look away. Instead, a walked right past them and out to my car.

School was the last place I wanted to be.